During certain hours at Feria, you can pay a fee to ride around the feria grounds in a horse carriage. I’m completely satisfied with watching them all go by and photographing them. On the third day I went to feria, I went to Jerez de la Frontera solo; just me and my camera. It was great afternoon out and I even bumped into an old friend and had a long chat over tinto. More importantly, I took these pictures just for your viewing pleasure.
So, sit back, kick your spurs up and enjoy this picture-heavy post, amigos.
Jerez is famous for their dancing horses. This horse had some pretty fancy foot work.
The top hats. The horses. The sherry-drinking. It’s all a part of why I love feria.
Gotta love a hunky Spanish cowboy. Amiright?
This cowboy and his horse were showing off for the camera quite a bit. He even made a couple of people move and shouted at them, “Hey! She’s trying to take pictures of me and my horse!” Thanks, Spanish cowboy for these awesome shots!
I’d love to see how they do their horses’ manes. I mean, I wake up every morning, toss my hair in a bun and am on my way. But, Spaniards? They go all out not only for themselves but for their horses, too.
Does this picture of horsey hind ends make you as happy as it makes me? I love you, Spain. Always and Forever.